"What the fuck just happened?" Azazel muttered, his face was still flushed pink.
He tried to move but stopped abruptly when he heard the distant rustle of leaves a few feet away from his resting spot.
The sounds drew closer and closer while Azazel could only watch and pray it wasn't anyone he couldn't gaslight into leaving him alone.
He barely had the strength to move a single finger, not after receiving those beatings from a sellsword he hired with Elias' money.
Just remembering it alone irked him further.
He cursed.
"Those ungrateful fucks! Nathaniel and Elias… after all I've done for them, I even shared my fucking biscuits! Arghhh!"
A loud thud sounded a short distance away.
The redhead stopped cursing, instead he narrowed his eyes until the newcomer came to view.
He could only stifle a curse, he knew the heavens didn't like him much but this? This was just absurd.
